Chapter 1137

"Cough!"

Princess Luo Cha covered her chest with a black face and climbed up from the ground holding her broken wrist.

Coughing heavily twice, the eyes are unwilling and angry to glare at Dean Ding, "Ding Yun, you hurt me for this bitch? Have you forgotten our friendship for years! "

The head of the sect leader Ding is black, "have you ever had any friendship with me?"

It's just a few years ago that Princess Luo Cha fell in love with him and fell in love with him?

In the last year, he was so bored that he had nothing to play with. So he killed the beautiful snake and took his place and dived into the old nest of the ghost sect of Luocha to play.

This play really let him peep into a little secret of the ghost sect of Luocha. I know that there may be another owner behind this old woman.

But he uses the identity of a beautiful snake, which is potential for her.

The old woman didn't know anything about it. She couldn't even recognize his real body. She was talking about some bullshit friendship. Ha ha.

"You really forgot." Princess Luo Cha looked at him with tears in her eyes.

What did I forget?? Master Ding looked puzzled and impatient. He leaped forward and raised his hand. "If you don't go away, I'll be merciless."

Princess Luo Cha knows this merciless man. If she doesn't leave, she will be poisoned by him.

She can't beat her now. She's hurt all over. I'd better go back first.

Princess Luocha looked back at the man. Dean was hairy all over. Just wanted to give her another palm, she saw Princess Luocha turning around with crystal tears in her eyes. She left without saying a word.

Dean didn't catch up either. He didn't even bother to look at the old woman.

Princess Luo Cha just dragged her injured body for a few steps, and suddenly a green robe appeared in front of her.

When the man turned around and revealed the iron ghost mask on his face, Princess Luo Cha's whole body began to shudder.

The tree seemed to feel something, slightly frowned, slowly retreated from the cultivation state, and opened its eyes.

Teacher Ding hurriedly flashed to her. "Little girl, what are you cultivating here? This Xuanli is not strong enough."

He looked at her with a smile, but saw the little girl with a limp face. His eyes seemed to fall on his face, but he could not see anything. There was no focal length.

Then Dean was shocked. He stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her. His face suddenly changed and he grabbed the front step. "What's wrong with your eyes? Who did you this? "

"Make a fuss." Qingluan came at a gallop, glanced at the dean and spoke proudly, "my little master, I can't see you or hear you. Well, you can go now. Don't hinder our little master's cultivation, or she will kill people. "

Dean:

I can't see or hear anything to be proud of!

"I know that there is a secret cultivation ground with strong Xuanli in the xuanshou forest." "Do you want to take her?" said the Dean with a slight flash of his eyes

Qingluan thought about it carefully, and then ran to the tree to make a comparison.

The little master was so badly hurt by the death talisman made by the pit father. Naturally, he had to come back with enough cultivation to live such a miserable life.